In the dead of night, the main tent of the Zhou camp is very lively.

When the generals saw that Yang Jian had come, they immediately relaxed their minds, and many generals were already pleading for Jin Zha and Huang Tianhua.

Yang Jian didn't say much, so he asked the generals to go back to rest, and he sat in the main tent, holding a jade talisman that recorded the Great Dao of Fu, and read it quietly.

Even if you don't go to practice, it's good to know more.

In fact, Yang Jian's wisp of divine consciousness has always been placed on Deng Chanyu's body, and Deng Chanyu has never noticed that the wisp of divine consciousness wrapped in the mysterious qi, and all the words she said appeared in Yang Jian's heart.

Her words to persuade Deng Jiugong were not too many words that Yang Jian had persuaded her before.

From the benefits of the gods themselves, to the inevitability of the rise of the Zhou State instead of the Shang State, Deng Chanyu's narration is the way, and step by step Deng Jiugong has no words to refute.

The General Army's Mansion, in the study.

This place has been isolated by Deng Chanyu with a formation, although her cultivation is not high, and the formation she arranged is not too strong, but with Yang Jian a hundred miles away, she doesn't have to worry too much about anything.

"Daddy is still hesitating?"

"Alas!" Deng Jiugong got up and paced back and forth in the study, "It's not that I'm hesitating, it's just that people live for a lifetime, there are some things to do, and some things can't be done!

Deng Jiugong took a breath, "But if I surrender to the Zhou army like this, even if King Wu of Zhou is righteous, I will be ashamed of thousands of soldiers!"

"I know that my father cares about his face, but the opportunity is hard to find," Deng Chanyu bowed her head and said, "When my father first came to Xiqi, I didn't know how powerful Yang Jian was, my daughter has been watching here and has seen him fight again and again." This Qinglong Pass, he can break it with his hand. ”

Deng Jiugong frowned and said, "Yu'er, why do you have to be so majestic, if he has such skills, why don't you just go to Pingsong City?"

Deng Chanyu suddenly didn't know how to explain.

Fortunately, Deng Chanyu got up and looked at Deng Jiugong, "Daddy, my daughter has made up her mind, I will take you out of the customs and go to the Zhou camp tonight!"

Deng Jiugong suddenly said hurriedly: "Are you falling for the evil arts?"

"Daddy......"

"General Chanyu doesn't need to persuade much," Yang Jian's voice sounded in Deng Chanyu's ears, making Deng Chanyu couldn't help but be surprised, but then relieved.

Yang Jian said: "General Chanyu can go out with your father tomorrow, and I will have my own way to capture your father and daughter tomorrow, and you should advise him in the Zhou camp, and the effect should be better." ”

Deng Chanyu sighed lightly and nodded slowly.

She said to Deng Jiu fairly: "Daddy, do you really think that Tuxing Sun can block Yang Jian at this time?"

"Daughter, don't look at General Sun's appearance, but his skills are first-class and strong!" Deng Jiugong felt a little more confident in his heart, "You go to rest tonight, and when you fight tomorrow, you will see." ”

"If Tuxingsun loses, Daddy may listen to his daughter's persuasion?"

"Soldiers repay loyalty to the country with death, if General Sun is defeated, I will defend Qinglong Pass. ”

Deng Jiugong's eyes were full of determination, which made Deng Chanyu on the side secretly anxious.

"It's not early, you go and rest, there are still injuries," Deng Jiugong waved his hand, urging Deng Chanyu to say two sentences; Deng Chanyu wanted to say something and stopped, and finally could only float away.

This night, Deng Jiugong was sleepless in the study, and Deng Chanyu tossed and turned in the boudoir.

Yang Jian tasted the method of reading the talisman in the main tent, and read it with relish, and the Tuxing Sun held the wine bottle and slept very lightly in the big tent......

On the second day, when the golden crow was born, the military camps on both sides tacitly sounded the rumbling drums.

A group of men rushed out of the Zhou army's military camp, led by Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, but it was Yang Jian who knew that Huang Feihu had some personal relations with Deng Jiugong, and ordered Lei Zhenzi to invite King Wucheng overnight.

When Huang Feihu heard that Huang Tianhua had been captured, he was also quite anxious, and took the lead in asking for his life, riding the five-colored sacred cow and taking four generals, and Mu Zha, Lei Zhenzi killed out of the Zhou camp together, and went straight to Qinglong Pass.

It just so happened that more than 100,000 soldiers and horses also rushed out of Qinglong Pass, and the handsome flag hung a big 'Deng' word, and there was also the word 'Tuxing' next to the Deng character.

Deng Jiugong rode in front, Tuxingsun was on the left, and Deng Chanyu was on the right, leading the army to fight with Huang Feihu thirty miles outside Qinglong Pass.

"Wu Cheng rebelled against the king!" Deng Jiugong roared angrily when he saw Huang Feihu, "You still have the face to lead the army to fight! The king treats you well, and even makes you a very popular minister! You actually went out of Chaoge City and became an enemy of the king! You still know the way to be a minister! This is a mess of the monarch and the minister!"

Huang Feihu was no longer ashamed at this time, and said coldly: "You and I know this matter very well, why bother to take it out and say it again!

"Hmph, whatever you want!

"Why not!"

At that moment, Deng Jiugong was carrying a green dragon glaive knife and rushing forward on his horse, while Huang Feihu rode a colorless sacred cow and carried a sword and rushed forward.

The two generals fought together, without changes in wind and clouds, and no turmoil, but the fight was quite thrilling.

Deng Jiugong's moves opened and closed, the momentum was strong and heavy, a long knife was majestic, and the morale of the merchant army gradually swelled.

Huang Feihu did not fall behind, the sword was both offensive and defensive, and from time to time he could force Deng Jiugong to change his tactics to pay a return visit, which was also quite brave.

In the Zhou military camp, a clear voice spread everywhere.

"Beat the drums and cheer for King Wucheng. ”

When Deng Chanyu heard this voice, her eyes suddenly trembled slightly, her divine sense swept over, and she suddenly saw the figure sitting on the chariot.

Yang Jian really came.

That Tuxing Sun had never heard Yang Jian speak, nor did he notice where Yang Jian was, so he raised his hand and made a move, "Let's beat the drum too!"

The soldiers of the two armies beat the drums at the same time, and the drums rumbled, gradually merging.

Huang Feihu and Deng Jiugong exerted their strength at the same time, and the fight became more and more vigorous, but it was as if they had met their opponents, and they couldn't tell the difference between high and low for a while.

Gradually, the hundred rounds have passed.

Deng Jiugong and Huang Feihu both began to use dangerous moves, but the two sides were really indistinguishable, and they still couldn't distinguish the superior.

Tuxingsun was a little impatient, and said in a low voice: "Can you let the old general come back? ”

Deng Chanyu glanced at him and frowned slightly.

At this time, whoever withdraws first will be the loser, and the morale of the three armed forces will inevitably suffer.

Another hundred rounds have passed, Deng Jiugong and Huang Feihu are still fighting, Deng Jiugong's mount is always inferior to the five-colored sacred cow, and it is already a little unbearable at this time.

Tuxing Sun couldn't help it, and shouted: "The old general might as well come back first, let me go and meet this King Wucheng!"

As soon as his words fell, Yang Jian also shouted in the middle of the military formation: "King Wucheng and General Deng might as well rest for a while, and then divide later." ”

"Hahaha!" Huang Feihu laughed a few times, the long sword drove away Deng Jiugong's knife and long knife, the five-colored sacred cow crashed into Deng Jiugong's horse, and Huang Feihu took the opportunity to retreat dozens of zhang.

"Since the prime minister has an order, the flying tiger dare not be disrespectful! General Deng, you and I will divide the superiority later!"

"Hmph!" Deng Jiugong snorted coldly, panting, but he could only beat his horse and return to the military formation.

Looking at the Tuxing Sun again, he was really stunned at this time.

The Prime Minister has an order...... Prime minister?

The prime minister of the Zhou State is not the senior brother of their three generations of disciples, the rising star of the Taoist sect who has been rumored to be more and more outrageous.

Breaking into the heavenly court to save his mother, marrying the princess of the dragon clan, the heavenly court was named Erlang Zhenjun, and the Daomen was named Qingyuan Miaodao, these are still understandable, after all, he is the nephew of the Jade Emperor, how can his own family be too embarrassed for his own family?

In Tuxingsun's view, these allusions have some elements of show.

Then, in recent years, Yang Jian suddenly became famous, first in the hands of Lu Zhudao and Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, he rescued Zhao Gongming, and several moves shocked the world.

Tuxingsun felt that it must be a coincidence, and it didn't mean anything.

But in the past six months......

He also fought against the Holy Mother of Jinling and the Dark Cloud Immortal, broke through the Ten Battles, and defeated Dinghai Shenzhu and Zhao Gongming......

It's a little too bizarre.

Now, Tuxingsun saw this senior brother who had been listening to his master's mention, his eyes were stunned for a few moments, and then he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

The young man sitting on the chariot has a clear face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall figure, no regrets, and a kind of indifference in his bearing, which seems to be born indifferent, but there is a sharpness under the leisurely gaze that makes people dare not look directly.

This is the big brother?

Can you win a lot of power if you look good?

It just so happened that Yang Jian also looked at Tuxingsun from a distance of hundreds of zhang, with a little kindness in his eyes, nodded and smiled at Tuxingsun, got up and took a step, and stood on a grass in the middle of the two armies.

Tuxing Sun gritted his teeth, raised his hand and touched the immortal rope around his waist, and his heart gradually became full of confidence.

Yang Jian's voice came: "I heard in the rear that there is an additional Tuxing Sun general in the Shang army, and it seems that he is also a disciple of my Daomen, I don't know which master he studied with, and where he practiced in the Immortal Mountain?"

"Hmph!" Tu Xingsun jumped up on horseback, landed dozens of feet in front of Yang Jian, and looked at Yang Jian, "Don't talk about this, since it is a battle between the two armies, we should divide the superiority first!"

Yang Jian nodded lightly, but his hands were put behind his back, and he smiled at Tuxingsun: "In that case, I'll let you hit me three times first, how about it?"